Sometimes we see things that aren't meant to be seen...
Sometimes things aren't always as they seem...
Sometimes people just can't understand.
Why things get out of hand..
Sometimes life just isn't fair, and sometimes it's hard to say.
Why things have to be this way...
Sometimes it's all you can do is to get by...
Especially when dreams continue to die.
Sometimes it's nice to sit in the rain...
Just to relive the pain.
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Some Pages Of Tripping Feelings
PoetryNot a professional writer but just a girl in a dark room.. writing what's in my mind. thinking of those people having eye's but still acting blind.. just keep reading... I write some sort of small poems🍂 flow of feelings which comes within.. 🖤🖤�...
